I’m a Slytherin, apparently. I think creating houses that people can align
themselves with is the coolest thing J. K. Rowling did. If you had asked me a year ago if I would
ever have a Harry Potter related costume, I would have smiled benevolently and
said ‘I’m not into it enough.’
Potterverse has never qualified as a major fandom for me. I came into it late enough (after the fifth
book) that I’ve always thought of it as belonging to someone else. I can say without too many qualms that I
haven’t had anyone else direct me into a fandom and guide me through it. That doesn’t mean I can’t take a
recommendation, but I can’t have someone who’s going to watch every bit of
something with me or ahead of me.
Pottermore's Slytherin Welcome |
Harry just always
seemed to be for other people. I want to
live with
the things I love, and if I already see them existing, or know too much about
what happens ahead of time, then the thing doesn’t become real anymore. It flattens back out into just a story, or
movie, or television show. (Side note-
is that how “normal” people experience these amazing books, films, and
series?) If I’ve already seen pictures
Lois & Clark’s first kiss on Smallville, how can I be as thrilled as if it
was finally happening, right then, in that exact moment? If I see a million people quoting “Don’t
Blink!” on Pinterest before seeing the episode, how can it have a gripping,
ominous feel, as though I am in danger from the weeping angels in that exact
second?
As much as I can
appreciate it and enjoy Harry Potter, I haven’t ever found a way that I can
actually live in it.
My Slytherin outfit for the Renaissance Festival |
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